There are two animals I identify with these days. First the flamingo, as I can only stand on one leg. I’ve been reading up about the recovery process for Lisfranc injuries and a key part of the rehabilitation process is training the injured leg to regain balance after not having been load-bearing for several months. I’m still minimally six months away from that stage.

As for identifying with being a dog, I rely on A to “walk” me, that is, push me around in a wheelchair to get out of our home for some sunshine and fresh air. Unfortunately it’s not an activity I can undertake on my own. Meal times are times I look forward to in the course of my day, my invisible tail wagging away when lunch and dinner is served. That said, I am very mindful of my calorie intake as my physical activity has drastically reduced.

For some self-care, I also got a haircut and shampoo yesterday at a salon that’s a few minutes’ push by wheelchair (that’s my unit of measurement for distance now) from our home. A dropped me off at the salon and went home to get on some work calls. My hair was getting a bit long and unruly and getting that cut and wash did make me feel better. Like a dog at the groomer’s, A came to pick me up and wheel me home after I was done.